mountain’s red leaves -
the setting sun
returns to the sky
when did they go?
all the swallows’ nests
It feels like autumn tonight.
Today is my birthday. One of those big ones. With a zero on the end.
Even if it didn’t feel like autumn outside, it feels like it inside.
I like autumn, but you know that summer is over and that winter is not far away.
I was reading some haiku early this morning and these by Kobayashi Issa were the ones that lit up on the page.
even the pine tree I planted
grows old -